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The Chubby Rich Daughter's Counterattack

She choked to death after drinking a mouthful of cold water. Was there anything more unlucky than this? Of course, there was! When she reopened her eyes, she found herself transmigrated into a three-hundred-pound fatty. Not only was she fat and round, but she also had a palm-sized black spot on her body. She looked down at the layers of swimming floats on her body and swore to exercise and lose weight. She had just lifted her leg when she collapsed to the ground. This time, she was prepared to go on a diet and lose weight. When she heard the earth-shattering rumbles from her stomach, she held herself back. She had not eaten for three days, but she realized that she had only lost one tael. She instantly broke down. Sensing that something was wrong, she checked and realized that she had been poisoned. As a descendant of a family that practiced traditional Chinese medicine, this was a small matter. With acupuncture techniques in her hands, why would she be afraid of a little poison? Before she could succeed in losing weight, the scumbag canceled their engagement and her stepsister came to provoke her. 'It's fine. Staying calm is more important. What? Does he dare to call me an ugly pig, a fat woman, a fatty? This is intolerable!' With her acupuncture skills, she was able to detoxify the poison and become beautiful. Using her competence, she managed to face-slap everyone and lose weight while torturing scum. After accidentally rescuing a chronically ill uncle, he turned out to be her scumbag ex-fiance's uncle. She smiled maliciously and said, "Uncle, you should give yourself to me in return for rescuing your life!" When she saw the scumbag again, she said warmly, "My good nephew, call me Auntie." Persona: Song Jiaren: Vengeful for the smallest grievance, naughty, and cheeky. Yan Cheng: Two-faced, strong, patient, and cunning.

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Editor: Henyee Translations

Song Jiaren was a little frightened. She kept replaying the scene of Song Chuyan's car falling off the cliff in her mind. She got out of the car and walked to the edge of the cliff. She looked at the bottom of the cliff. The bottomless cliff was all she daw. The only thing she knew was that there was no chance of survival if he fell from there.

Song Jiaren took a deep breath. She recalled something and hurriedly drove towards the warehouse that Wang Qiang had told her about.

The warehouse was very small. It was a very dilapidated warehouse and was very quiet. However, there were obvious signs of fighting around the warehouse. There were even bullet holes on the door of the warehouse.

She had a glimmer of hope that Song Chuyan was in this warehouse. She hoped that the person in the car just now wasn't Song Chuyan.

She suddenly opened the door to the warehouse. There was no one inside.